Backstory

Eons ago, before the meteors fell from the sky, their indiscriminate force destroying land mass after landmass randomly, stood a proud kingdom. This kingdom was known as Mairalia. The walls, made from an ivory marble were polished until no imperfections remained. Being from a time where most, if not all residents were blessed by the spirits, those that were not blessed were cast out with shame, much like the cracks in the marble that formed the very kingdom itself. The law was harsh, and a stigma began to surround those that were not-blessed, no longer called by name they became known as 'traitors', 'untouchables', 'deserters'. Most did not care if it were the fault of the generation before them and not their own.

Those that were blessed did not realise the damage they were doing to an already fragile relationship. Damage that would run as deep as the very 'veins' of Aster itself and would continue to haunt the beings there for millennia to come.

Sadly, these actions were not secluded to just Mairalia, the continued separation of the two 'species' was echoed across the nation, friends turned their backs on one another, fearing that they two would lose their blessing if they so as spent time with those that were not blessed.

This turmoil continued for centuries, escalating until those that were unblessed isolated themselves or were isolated by those that were. Throughout the years, many had traveled out of Mairalia, no longer welcome within its walls without the blessing of the spirits. Deciding that they did not need their home kingdom, those civilians began to build a kingdom of their own not far from Mairalia, spurred on by two travelling nobles who had lost the chance to have blessings due to their ancestor's disrespectful acts toward nature.

It was a bond built on shared grievances of not being able to change what their ancestors had done, and of an anger at the blessed who continued to treat them with disdain for a 'crime' they had not committed.